Grandmother moon kept me awake last night. She wanted to dance. I wanted to sleep. Neither of us were willing to negotiate. Talk about a stand-off. Even so, I felt pretty good today. The Boy made a really yummy golden breakfast of homemade whole-wheat curried biscuits with soft-boiled eggs, and carrot juice. Hot coffee too.
I was graced with an afternoon cup of tea with my friend Annie, and sharing that time with someone who has such a nourishing relationship with the angels seems to have splashed some of that angel verve onto me. You see, my plans for the rest of the afternoon shifted and I found myself visiting Peebles department store. As I walked through the doors I wondered, "Why am I here? It's never been my kind of store." I wandered the store as I recalled the Peebles of my youth ... and I remembered that it was one of my mom's favorite stores in Seaford, where I grew up ... and I remembered that her birthday is just a couple weeks away. I circled the store again, this time with my mother's eye - for fashion and a bargain. The angels smiled. I did too, as I found a pair of navy and white seer-sucker clam-diggers (that will likely be regular pants on my mom) and a cute little coordinating top, slashed 50% with an additional 70% off that. I'm leaving the tags on the gift, because you see, such savings are highly regarded by my depression-era mom, as much as the cute little outfit. So, both qualify as a meaningful gift. :)
Once home I sat down with my peace doodle.
Prints are forthcoming.
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